CHAPTER 47: CHAPTER 20: I FINALLY KNOW WHY I GOT RICH

[??? Did I hear that right? The person he’s calling is ’Mom’?]

[He better not be trying to ask his mom for money.]

[Impossible... after all, he’s an adult now.]

...

A few seconds later, the door to Zhang Wei’s bedroom was burst open with great force.

Next came a voice everyone was very familiar with.

"Look at the time, you’re still lazing in bed!"

"Sleeping during the day and awake at night, why keep calling me all the time?"

"Almost thirty and you still don’t go out to look for work!"

...

Her nagging carried through to the livestream room.

The reason the viewers felt familiar wasn’t because they knew each other, but because most people had been nagged like that by their moms.

Being scolded in public like this left Zhang Wei a bit embarrassed.

His reply was even tinged with impatience, "Oh, I’ve been looking, I’ve been looking."

"What are you in such a hurry for!"

"Give me two thousand yuan first, and I’ll definitely repay you well once I have money."

He reached out a hand, palm up, as if it was perfectly normal to mooch off his parents.

[He’s really asking his mom for money? At this age, is he not embarrassed?]

[I’ve seen people drawing the long bow for their girlfriends, but never for their own mother.]

But apparently, his mom was already used to it.

Complaining, she transferred the money to him.

"Honestly, I don’t even know why you need so much money when you don’t even go out!"

"Can’t you save a little? Your dad and I don’t have much from our pensions either."

She said this, but her hands were still busy around the house.

"You don’t even throw the empty bottles into the trash..."

Amidst the clattering sounds, Zhang Wei seemed completely oblivious, eyes shining at the screen, with a grin growing ever wider.

After the door closed again, he scoffed arrogantly, "Tch, isn’t it just two thousand yuan."

"When I have money later, this won’t even count as money."

[... Where does his confidence come from?]

[If I ever have a son like this, I’d rather be childless!]

[I’m already eagerly waiting to see what problems he’ll encounter later, his entitled demeanor is really infuriating.]

After topping up his money and sending the gifts Mu Yunchu requested, Zhang Wei returned to the main page, just catching a few comments scolding him on the screen.

"Mooching off my parents?"

"Tch... You’re just jealous!"

"What does it matter to you that I ask my mom for money? What, don’t you have a mom?"

[!]

[This is the first time I feel like joining the call and confronting this fellow.]

[Do any brothers or sisters in the livestream room know him? I’m willing to pay five hundred to have him beaten up!]

...

Seeing the situation escalating, Mu Yunchu intervened just in time to break the stalemate between the two sides.

"You were just about to calculate when you’ll get rich, right?"

"Yes, yes."

Hearing the word "rich," Zhang Wei lost all interest in arguing with the netizens.

He could still differentiate what mattered more.

Although he stopped, the viewers’ mocking didn’t.

[We don’t even need the host, I can tell you outright, that’s just impossible!]

[Exactly, if someone like you can get rich, then heaven must be blind.]

Zhang Wei pouted.

"Well, you never know."

"You guys don’t know? Wealth is destined by fate."

Perhaps someone like him with no real job truly has a destiny to get rich.

[Pardon my bluntness, even if someone is destined for wealth, it definitely won’t be you.]

[I agree, otherwise it would be too unfair to those who work hard.]

[But I’m still curious, what gives this guy his confidence?]

Upon seeing this comment, Zhang Wei’s expression suddenly became enigmatic.

He leaned close to the screen, lowering his voice, "I’ll tell you straight."

"Actually, I’ve always had a feeling."

[What feeling?]

"The feeling that I’ll get rich."

[...]

[Hahahahaha... Sorry, I generally don’t laugh, unless I can’t help it.]

[Honestly, I’ve had that feeling late at night too. I advise you, brother, to recognize reality soon.]

In the face of everyone’s distrust and ridicule, Zhang Wei dismissively waved his hand.

"You guys aren’t me, you wouldn’t understand."

"I’m the chosen one!"

[I regret arguing with him earlier; turns out he’s just foolish.]

"Besides, I don’t need you to tell me."

"I want to listen to the beautiful streamer."

Zhang Wei’s pupils shifted, looking hopefully at Mu Yunchu.

Hoping she would give him a favorable answer.

Mu Yunchu didn’t answer right away.

Instead, she asked him, "What do you mean by getting rich?"

At least have a figure in mind.

After all, for some people, a sudden windfall of two thousand yuan is already a fortune.

After listening, Zhang Wei seemed to ponder deeply, rubbing his chin, and then said something that made the viewers even angrier.

"At least a hundred to two hundred thousand, right?"

"Or else how could it be considered rich?"

A job earning three to five thousand, he could find that anywhere.

[???]

[You say it like it’s true.]

[I can’t believe you’d easily find a three to five thousand job just by walking out the door.]

[I suspect this man hasn’t had a job since graduating, or he’d know how tough the current job market is.]

[Agreed. As a corporate slave left with only two thousand three after insurance, I quietly raise a paw.]

Zhang Wei shrugged indifferently, "Then you must not be trying hard enough."

"Not to mention anything else, what can you even do with two thousand yuan a month?" He counted onto his fingers, enumerating his monthly expenses.

"Let’s not talk about food and drinks, but at least three thousand should go into gaming every month, right?"

If you can’t even afford the basic leisure.

Then what’s the point of living?

[Fine, you keep talking big, I’ll just wait quietly for you to be slapped in the face.]

But to everyone’s surprise, Mu Yunchu gave an unexpected answer.

"If that’s what you mean, then I can tell you that you will receive an unexpected transfer today."

"Really!?"

Zhang Wei jumped up in excitement.

His smile reflected in Mu Yunchu’s deep, dark pupils, altering its nature.

"See, I told you I’d have money!"

Not forgetting to flaunt to the livestream audience.

"I told you not to look down on me with dog eyes."

The latter expressed their disbelief at the response.

[Why? Host, did you miscalculate? Others I can understand, but him having money is really unsettling.]

[Yeah, did he really strike luck and win the lottery? Otherwise, I really can’t think of how someone like him could get rich.]

Zhang Wei was already whistling triumphantly to himself.

Such joy made him feel like something was missing from his throat.

He downed the half can of beer left on the nightstand.

Suddenly, he thought of something.

"No kidding, host, you’ve got something up your sleeve!"

"I might know why I’m going to get rich!"